My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

The moment the door closed, my tears stopped.

I calmly got up from the ground and put on my slippers. After that, I washed my face before taking out some ingredients from the refrigerator to make myself pasta to eat.

Crying took a lot of energy! I was already hungry as soon as Hendrix left.

From this point of view, it was not easy for actors to make money.

As I ate the pasta, I couldn't help but think about how Jordan would treat me as it affected my next step.

If I wasn't mistaken, after what happened today, in this well- matched battle, Jordan had already retreated. If he made a concession, that could be my chance to mess things up.

Now that I was 100% sure about Hendrix's feelings, all I had to do was do my best to assist him.

Hendrix would fight for his career while I would fight for his heart.

After confirming this fact, I was in a rare good mood. I kept eating until I finished all the pasta I

cooked.

When I went upstairs, I saw one of the doors left ajar. Judging from the layout, it should be the study. The computer that Jordan had used was placed on the desk.

looked at the door and went straight into the bedroom, kicking the door shut

a day ago, I learned something. Jordan had set up everything in this house to make a fool

to make any moves. I simply laid back

from behind. I immediately woke up, getting up from the bed. I turned on

I saw Jordan's face. Right away, I stormed out of the bedroom and stomped into the

caught up with me at

grabbing my wrist with his large hand as he said

to break free. I then turned around and rushed out

ran out of the house, opening the

of removing his car key when he lived in a sh*tty place

out

got into the car. Turning the key to

I turned

wheel flooring the acceleratore

hesitation, avoiding Jordan's attempt

moment, Jordan opened the door and sat

roared, "I asked you to stop the

wheel tightly, ignoring his existence as I maintained the highest speed I could